The Legends of Consort De

In this sudden turn of events, only when Lan Qi was brought away by the few instructors' senior servants, who allowed him to bathe and comb her hair, and even showed her a book on shameful people, did she finally understand why the emperor had just left after a short conversation, and why the empress dowager had asked her name.

Wu Yalanqi, you want to be the emperor's woman?

In this farce, those who knew and those who didn't, had already prepared to tell the world that it was Empress Dowager who had decided to give Lan Qi to the Emperor. Furthermore, since everyone knew that after Great line queen died, the emperor was immersed in grief and was much colder towards the harem, it was normal for his grandmother to arrange new people for the emperor because of the royal son.

They were both relieved, and sent their master back to the banquet, where they chatted and drank wine until the banquet was over. Only then did the concubine s in the palace know that the emperor had asked for palace of the dead's maids for dinner.

However, Pan Xia did not know what happened, it was just that Lan Qi did not return, and Master did not say anything. Waiting for the news, the Wang mama stared with his mouth agape, and anxiously stomped his feet in front of Bu Chang Zai, "Master, how are you going to raise your head in the palace in the future, and actually made the servant beside you climb on top of your head?"

However, the cloth promise unexpectedly remained calm and did not care. Instead, he solemnly said to the Wang mama, "What's wrong with a person as good as her serving the Emperor? On the other hand, you, mama, have to be more careful in your speech. He will be here tomorrow. "

Wang mama was stunned speechless for a moment. He had originally laughed at Bu Chang Zai for being so weak and useless, but after thinking about it again, if he really caused Lan Qi to gain power because of him, wouldn't he be taking his revenge? He couldn't help but laugh. He wouldn't be able to rest peacefully all night.

Inside the Qianqing Palace, Lan Qi had long been sent here wrapped in a quilt. She no longer had any clothes covering her body, and only had her underpants and undergarment covering her shame. It had only been a few hours, and she was already surrounded by the palace maids.

If he said he wasn't worried, it was naturally fake. But when Lan Qi calmed down bit by bit and was sent to the dragon bed in the end, he already had some expectations for everything that happened before him. She understood that the tears from that day were not only due to gratitude, but also to expectation. However, it was impossible for her to be unwilling today.

It turned out that from time to time, he could not get rid of the emperor's figure. Was it because his heart was already occupied by this feeling, and because he knew it was too far away, he was buried deeply?

"The emperor's driving to …" The sounds of clapping and singing outside interrupted Lan Qi's train of thoughts, the bustle and noise continued, and then suddenly it became quiet as though there was no one around. Moments later, she heard unhurried footsteps slowly approaching, and the bright yellow silk cloth suddenly opened, causing Lan Qi to tremble, and the emperor appeared in front of him.

When she saw Lan Qi again, she was already cleaned up. It was not because of the snow that had frozen her cheeks red, nor was it because of her miserable state of being torn apart by Dong Yun just now. Her fair and gentle shoulders were revealed outside the blanket.

As Xuan Ye watched, he couldn't help but be startled.